I stare at the ceiling,
Tears in my eyes,
A whirl of thoughts
Inside my confused mind.
They make me question myself
How much sorrow can I take?
Maybe,
Until time finally forgets my name.
—nyla T.
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 2:21 PM UTC
I stare at the ceiling,
Tears in my eyes,
A whirl of thoughts
Inside my confused mind.
They make me question myself
How much sorrow can I take?
Maybe,
Until time finally forgets my name.
—nyla T.
